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As the sun rose and the moon set, time passed from one day to the next.
Song He had not left the small courtyard.
Each day, other than cultivating Spirit Plants, he was reading ancient texts or controlling his bacterial body to remodel the cave, leading a very fulfilling life.
The Xu Yang Vines and Thunder Light Branches growing in the spirit field were nearing maturity, the former's surface flowing with bright red firelight, while the latter faintly shimmered with electric light, thunder brewing inside its knots.
On the panel, they were only a step away from maturity.
Not counting those twenty-five seeds he initially acquired, with the help of the villagers, he had gradually found quite a number of scattered seeds.
Now, he had a total of fifty-five Xu Yang Vines and sixty Thunder Light Branches.
All of them were of excellent quality.
